Charity's Secrets

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Authors: Maya James
left of you but
happy."
    Justin
rounds his desk with his eyes growing wild and grabs my hand out of the way.
His strong hands grab my panties at the sides and literally rip them off me. I
slide back in his chair to get ready for him.
    In one
swipe, he slides his fingers down through the river of wetness flowing out of
my pussy. Then he dips two of them straight into me and my breath is stolen,
seized. He strokes my G-spot, sending warm throbs up into my stomach.
    Watching
him today, his accuracy, was more of a turn on than I can put into words and I
need release. My clit is solid and aching, my nipples swollen to irritation.
    Justin's
right cheek brushes against my left thigh and I close my eyes to await the
bliss about to be given. Slowly, his face inches inward, his lips pressing and
sucking my flesh as he moves. I feel his hot tongue nearly in the crevice
between my leg and vulva.
    My clit
is screaming now. My G-spot is getting all the attention and I want more.
    His
mouth sinks into me at last, his hot lips and tongue sucking in all of my
wetness. He growls like a hungry wolf ravenous at its meal. The vibrations of
his growl add to the pleasure, making everything tingle and hum, making me feel
the onset of an orgasm.
    With my
eyes open again, the sight of him on his knees with his face shoved into my sex
is exhilarating. His free hand kneads my fleshy thighs, pulling me into his
mouth. I feel the pressure of his mouth suck my clit from its hood, and the extremely
sensitive tip is tortured by his tongue swirling tight circles and letting its
hardness pop free to send contractions down the muscles of my legs.
    "Oh,
Christ!" I breathe. "You do that so fucking good. Lick me hard! I
need to cum!"
    Suddenly,
he is out of me, his tongue and his fingers. He was pushing away everything on
his desk, making a clear opening in the center.
    "Stand
up!" he demands.
    I do
just as he asked and when I do, he grabs my skirt by its bottom and bends me
over the desk, throwing my skirt completely over my head, exposing me from my
waist to my shoes.
    Whack!
    His
hand smacked into my round ass and sent chills of pleasure down the back of my
legs, the tingle seeping between them. I can feel the shape of his hand with
every finger on my tightening skin.
    Whack!
    The
other cheek was now evened out. My warrior parts are throbbing, wanting more.
    I hear
his zipper and my eagerness overflows.
    "Fuck
me, Justin! Fuck me hard!"
    He
smacks my ass again, harder this time.
    "When
you ask nicely, then I'll fuck you," he growls. "Not a moment
before."
    His
fingertips run up from behind my knee to my ass, then dive through my softness
into my pussy. He never misses my G-spot and this angle, with my legs hanging
over the side, only makes it easier.
    "Please
fuck me, I need you." I feel his hot cock against my hip like a tease.
    Whack!
    The
combination of the intense sting and his pumping fingers draws my orgasm
closer.
    "You
don't sound sincere," he taunts. "Make me believe you!"
    His
magic fingers ram in and out, stabbing my pleasure zone with a purposeful
intensity that drives me insane. Juices are rushing out of me in rivers, making
wet sounds between his busy knuckles and the sensitive skin between my
openings. I throw my arms wide across his desk, looking for something to hold
on to.
    Whack!
    It's
too much! I'm cumming!
    "Put
it in me, please! I'm cumming and I want you in me!"
    Justin
whips his fingers out of me and the withdrawal of my climax causes physical
pain; a deflating ache that rocks me silent, clenching madly at the surface of
his desk.
    Without
a word, he pushes me up onto the huge desk, until my knees are no longer
hanging off. I hear him taking his shoes and pants off, then climbing up on his
desk with me. Standing over me, he grabs me by the hips and pulls me up toward
his hardness, plunging it into me. I can't see a damn thing from under my
skirt, but I don't need to. I just need to feel the swollen tip of his cock
pounding my pussy as his

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